Its long since i have left writing regularly.But in days when i used to do that, i was quite abstract in my writings.That makes me feel better when i glance back at what i have written. After so many years when the events dont carry significance anymore, the emotions still sound fresh. Somebody once asked me why do you write. Do you write to keep a record of your life? Who will read these once you are gone? Or do you think that somebody will? I felt that it is too improbable a thought. I find no point in writing to record. Something that you are never certain of. Its better to write for oneself.....as a kind of therapy.Writing can be self exploratory. It makes you understand yourself. Providing a kind of satisfaction to the one who is writing...
Sunday, February 19, 2012
On keeping a journal
Its long since i have left writing regularly.But in days when i used to do that, i was quite abstract in my writings.That makes me feel better when i glance back at what i have written. After so many years when the events dont carry significance anymore, the emotions still sound fresh. Somebody once asked me why do you write. Do you write to keep a record of your life? Who will read these once you are gone? Or do you think that somebody will? I felt that it is too improbable a thought. I find no point in writing to record. Something that you are never certain of. Its better to write for oneself.....as a kind of therapy.Writing can be self exploratory. It makes you understand yourself. Providing a kind of satisfaction to the one who is writing...
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....bt hw gd it's to write just to write ???
jnana dat would beautiful.....
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